So I tried to go to a movie tonight in order to fulfill my new obligation to my “At the Metroplex” category and see at least one movie in a theater every month. When I got there at 6:50 for a 6:55 show they said the projector for that theater was down and they didn’t expect it to be fixed before Thursday. Was there anything else I’d like to see?
That’s the reason I was driving home in the new dark, on a night when Donald Trump, who I think is best described as an opportunist, is about to deliver his first big speech to a congress. He’ll deliver that speech to a body, which, like the country it purports to represent, is divided ever more neatly between parties who, absent the inconvenient historical baggage involved, would be calling themselves Confederates and Communists by now.
And what should chance to come on the radio?
followed by this…
Hell, we haven’t even walked away from 1861.
That’s what happens when everybody keeps insisting on walking backwards. The past keeps catching up.
You don’t believe me, wait til summer comes and the time is right for fighting in the streets that won’t be limited to the boys this time.